Routines and Milestones

I'm a person who loves routines. It's the day after Christmas but as far as anyone could tell by observing me, it could be any day of the year. Aside from Christmas day.

Christmas came. Christmas went. And here I am straight back to watching the House boxset I was engrossed in when I stayed up on Christmas Eve, straight through into the next morning as well, to buy an old PC game on eBay. Oh, there are a few changes. I'm now using OS X Leopard instead of Tiger. It works great and I'll have to write it up for the MacTake but it's not made a huge difference.

I haven't made a start on any of the books I got though I have some nice rationalisations for that – I'm still in the middle of another book as well as several magazines I want to go through. Oh, and I don't have anywhere nice to sit and read. Comfy chairs and I aren't getting along so well right now.

Tomorrow I'm going to have to get back into gear. Well, after I've spent most of the day dealing with my little cousins. But if I still have the strength left, I've got a big list of things I need to do before I can even think of making a start on all my big priorities.

I need to get in touch with various friends to find out how their Christmas was and see how the trip to India that many of them went on was. I'm just speaking to Sam right now, which is a start. I need to sort through my presents and tidy my room. I need to do all that day-to-day stuff that I really ought to have done...

Meh. I don't know. I'll figure it out as I go along, I'm sure.

For now, I need to get to bed because it's back to going to the hospital in the mornings tomorrow. Got to have a bit of a lie in this morning at least.

Sorry for the short post. Got a bit sidetracked.

Have a nice day.



Oh, and this is the 350th post on TWToday and my 300th personally. Go me.

I can't decide if I'm more like Scrooge or the Grinch

Merry Christmas, then, I suppose.

I'm a big fan of Christmas. I'm a big fan of anything that promotes goodwill, kindness, etc., and which results in me getting free stuff.

There are two things about Christmas that are important to me – presents and family. I'm not religious so I tend to pass over all those bits and focus on the things that do interest me. You can call me shallow for the whole liking gifts thing but, let's face it, what's the point in the gift-giving if everyone goes all preachy and spiritual and turns them down?

This year I ended up getting a huge number of sci-fi books. I knew I'd asked for a lot but it never struck me until I was actually sitting downstairs unwrapping them just how many I'd got in comparison to everything else. I found it especially strange that I didn't get any video games, given that I'm normally more of a gamer than a reader.

I guess it's because I've been getting most of the games I want at launch and I've been avoiding getting others because I still need to complete the ones I have. Though that said, I did notice that Steam (Valve's online games distribution doohickey) was having a sale so I went on and got Psychonauts. Took ages to download but it was only £5 and it's supposed to be brilliant. I may get a couple of other things off there later.

Actually, now that I think about it, I did get one game-related thing for Christmas:


Yeah, it was Erin's idea. She got a Toad for herself.

I also picked up some large chunks of chocolate, a few comedy CDs, some DVDs (including the Key To Time and Davros Doctor Who boxsets which together add up to... I'm not really sure but several days constant viewing at least) and the usual array of calendars, book tokens and so on.


So, the other thing about Christmas. Family. We had my mother's parents and my father's mother round for lunch, as we normally do. Unfortunately, this time, my little cousins weren't there as well. Now, I love those guys but I'm not above using them and the ease with which they get bored to my advantage. Nobody wants to have a meal around bored children who've finished their food. Nobody wants to let said children run around the house.

The solution? Let big cousin Alasdair take them to go play games. Everybody's happy.

This year I basically just ate my food as fast as I could* and kept making excuses about going to check on various downloads and backups that I had running. On a side note, that seems to have become something of a tradition – last year I had some hefty OS X updates to download and this year I was getting Psychonauts and backing up my iMac in preparation of installing Leopard tomorrow.

But back to the whole family lunch thing. I'm not someone who ritualises eating and the conversation at this sort of thing tends not to interest me. It's nothing personal but when everyone else gets to talking about the new roads or old friends' back problems or anything I don't really care about I tend to find it dull.

And if anyone tries to engage me in small talk, it's always about either how I'm doing after the surgery or what my plans are for university.

Bah. I could go on all night about my hatred of chatting and small talk and I'd never get any sleep. I think I'm going to call it a night here so that I can go to bed and hope that the district nurse shows up late tomorrow so that I can lie in.

As always, I'll have more to say tomorrow.

Hope you had a nice day.






*Rhyming entirely unintentional

TWToday Christmas Eve Special

My body clock is all thrown off because I went for a nap in the middle of the afternoon. On the bright side, it seems to have got rid of my headache for a while. I should now be able to wait up until midnight in order to catch Santa. I'll get him this year, I can sense it...

I'm joking, by the way. I'm not actually sad enough to stay up until midnight to catch a glimpse of Santa. That would be ridiculous.

I'm staying up past midnight to bid on an old PC adventure game by Douglas Adams that's being sold on eBay. I'm hoping that that's so ridiculous that no one else will have stayed up to bid against me.


Not much else going on today. Taking it kind of easy, as evidenced by the nap. I bought an old Doctor Who game (Destiny of the Doctors) on eBay earlier today and that might require a bit of fiddling to get working on XP but we'll see about that once it arrives. I've also been looking at various bits of import equipment for the Gamecube (FreeLoader and a Japanese memory card) for Erin, who finally completed Donkey Konga 2 today and wants to move on to the Japan-only sequel.

In other news, you may have heard that the jet dragster Richard Hammond crashed while filming for Top Gear has gone up for sale on eBay. It's not working (obviously) but people are still bidding for what the seller describes as “a genuine piece of UK automotive history” that's “a little the worse for wear after its much-publicised excursion into the weeds”. It's technically being sold as scrap but the owner says he hopes it'll get him about £5,000-10,000.

As I write this, the auction is at just under £19,000 with 69 bids so far and over five days left to go. Impressive.

I'll keep an eye on that as it goes on. I wouldn't be surprised if it goes over £100,000. Might even get closer to one million. Who knows?


In other news that's more related to me, my grandparents, who are coming round for lunch tomorrow and with whom my cousins will be staying later in the week, are under the impression that my brother and I are infectious.

I'm not entirely sure how they came to this conclusion, especially given that the entire point of my surgery was to remove the infected tissue completely. Maybe they thought it odd that my brother gets it so soon after I did but I'm still half expecting them to claim that my humours are out of balance. Mum seems to have convinced them that we're safe enough to have lunch with and let the cousins see. Not that they could really stop us from the latter.

Speaking of humorism, I made that same joke about my grandparents with Sam and Erin a couple of days ago and only Sam laughed. (Un)Surprisingly few people get jokes based on classical and medieval medical theory.

And yet, as Sam noted later on, we did. Neither of us had any reason to know about it. We hadn't discussed the subject before. But we both knew enough about these obscure little facts to make jokes about them at the expense of old people. Strange.


Anyway, I'm going to wrap things up now. For once, I can say that I'm not going to bed. Unless my headache gets worse and I can't be bothered staying up any later. As always, we shall just have to wait and see what happens.

Have a merry Christmas.

Bah. Another headache.

Just a little post tonight because I have a killer headache and I want to get to bed. Last year I was ill on Christmas day and I don't wish to repeat the experience, meaning that I want to get plenty of sleep. I should be able to get up a little later tomorrow morning because I no longer need a bath but that's only about ten minutes. And I may be staying up late on Christmas Eve to finish an eBay auction.

How sad is that?


Anyway, let's see what I can find to link you to... Nah, I've got nothing. Haven't done much beyond my ordinary web browsing today. I really feel that I need to make this a little longer, though.

Say.

Another.

Few.

Paragraphs.

No, I won't let myself get away with that. I'll just mention that I've started to feel a bit more Christmassy* lately, which I suppose is appropriate given that it's two days until Christmas. I finally got to give Sam his present, as well as use the ending of Portal to screw with his brain. We're not much closer to selling our surplus retro consoles on eBay but we've made a start and hopefully gathered some momentum.


Now, my headache is steadfastly refusing to go away, so I'm going to clear the usual layer of junk off my bed and crawl into it.

I really hate all these posts that end with me saying I'm going to bed... I need something more original...


Brain-eating squirrels have hijacked my paper plane! Run for your lives!!!







*Yes, it is a word. Trust me, I was as surprised as you are.

Too Late for Coherency

Another late night post. A brief update on my day, first, I think.

[insert random news program intro theme here – preferably somewhere between the two versions presented here]

In the headlines today...

No, I can't keep this up. It was really just an excuse to link to that Bill Bailey video. That man is incredibly hilarious, as Never Mind the Buzzcocks will not let me forget. Also, watch that show.

Where was I?

Oh, yeah. Things I did today. The rest of my deliveries arrived and I worked out who was getting what and wrapped most of it up. Since it was basically just two things to wrap around (one big thing and one little for each of my two little cousins) this should not have been a difficult task.

And yet, somehow, it was. There seems to be some kind of knack to wrapping up presents that always escapes me. I suppose it's one of those things that people thing everyone knows how to do and is just common sense but I don't think I've ever actually paid attention to anyone else wrapping presents so I have no idea.

The rest of the human race seems to have formed some sort of present wrapping hive mind to which they won't allow me access. As such, I have never been able to satisfactorily perform this basic task to the same level as... well, whoever's wrapped all the other presents I see everywhere. I suspect that the conspiracy also extends to tying balloons and clicking my fingers.


But enough of that. I must have something else to say. Hmmm...

I've been thinking about the future of this blog lately, trying to plan ahead a bit and get some solid topics ready. I think that towards the end of the year, I'm going to just relax a bit and look back at the year behind me, seeing what's happened and what's changed. One of the original purposes of TWToday was just to give me somewhere to muse on the happenings of my life... I can't decide whether that's changed or stayed the same.

I might also come up with some New Years Resolutions. And Christmas should give me something to talk about for a while. Sort of already has, come to think of it.

I'll try to think of something better for tomorrow. I've instructed my sister not to stop bugging me until I write some kind of fiction or comedy or anything that isn't this, really. And I'll try to write this earlier in the day.


Bah. I can't be bothered proof-reading it but I worry that this has come across a bit complainy. It's too late to change it now, I suppose. Got to take my painkillers (yup, still on them) and get to bed. On the bright side, I'm seeing a hospital consultant tomorrow instead of just the regular dressing change, so the appointment's a bit later, meaning I can lie in in the morning.

Well, when I say “a bit”, I mean “half an hour” but I still don't have to get up until eight instead of half seven.

Except I'll probably get up earlier anyway, since the traffic's always a pain around that time and we were almost late this morning.


Hey, if I add this paragraph here, then this post goes on to a second page in size 12 font on NeoOffice. Awesome. These things are getting longer again. Shame about the lack of actual content.

On desktops, Christmas and fictional legal proceedings

I've finally managed to clean up all the files that have been clogging up my desktop for months. Only took me about 10 minutes, not including the time I spent listening to and watching some of the stuff I came across. A lot of it was just dragged into other folders but none of them were quite as bad as the desktop to begin with so it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Now I just need to try the same thing with my thousands of bookmarks.


I can't quite believe that it's only a week until Christmas. Doesn't feel that way at all.

I've been finding myself somewhat bored recently, mostly because I've finished all the DVDs I was watching and won't be getting any more until Christmas. I've still got some books to finish, as well as various games, but none of them are really helping shake the monotony.

Though Ace Attorney: Justice For All (or maybe Phoenix Wright: Justice For All... or Ace Attorney: Phoenix Wright: Justice for All... or about half a dozen other combinations) is doing its best. I got pretty well hooked on the first game but I haven't picked up the second since my sister got it... I can't even remember when. Months ago anyway, maybe for her birthday in October. It's shaping up to be as good as the first, at least.

My problem seems to be less about actually playing the games once I get going and more about breaking out of my little rut of just watching TV and reading websites. The fact that I've now seen most of the TV shows and movies available to me along with my running out of good websites to browse where I haven't seen all but the latest content means that I'll probably be forced into doing something else I enjoy.

Curses.

That might also help me start writing or maybe it'll just give me another excuse not to but we shall see. It's only twenty to eleven now, so I suppose that if I end this now, I can actually get to bed relatively early which should hopefully lead to more sleep and fewer late night headaches. Which is good.


Damn. I was just looking through my bookmarks and I realised that I completely forgot to watch that Segway polo match on Sunday. The video will hopefully be up for download somewhere. And with that minor disappointment, I say farewell and have a nice day. I'm off to bed.

Things to do

Some day, I'm going to make a computer with an inbuilt cup holder, just to see if people try putting CDs in it.


Well, that'll teach me to spend all day looking at Computer Stupidities instead of... well, anything more productive really. On the bright side, I did manage to figure out what's being done about various Christmas presents and I should be able to order them tomorrow.

Of course, I told myself I'd have them ordered by last Friday at the latest. Ho-hum.

Anyway, I'm hoping that I might be a bit more useful tomorrow. I've been really tired all day today, most likely because, despite my best intentions and average effort, I still went to bed after midnight... yesterday? This morning? Let's go with last night.

I've been meaning to make an informal little to do list for some time now so I may as well do it now. I'm unsure as to how I could make an official to do list but that's beside the point. Here's what I reckon I need to get done over the coming days and weeks, in no particular order. Unless there's some kind of sub-conscious thing going on, determining the order in which they enter my mind.


Write some of The Grey Line

Write some comedy stuff

Get the VersusCOM podcast going again

Sell any retrogaming stuff that I have duplicates of (ie, the 7 NESi)

Tidy my room so that I've got more space and some breathable air

Finish up my Computing project to a respectable standard (should try to do this fairly soon, so I don't forget how everything works)

Complete other schoolwork such as Maths questions and Physics research

Order those Christmas presents

Work on my Linux box, as well as the family computer

Complete various games, inc. HL2: Ep 2, Portal, Phantom Hourglass and about half a dozen others


That's more or less it for now. Surprisingly/depressingly it's not unlike the lists I made at the start of the summer holidays, almost six months ago. And the Easter holidays before them.

Oh, well. I'm going to head off to bed. And I've just realised that I didn't bring up my usual dose of painkillers to have before bed and everyone else is already asleep, so it looks like I'll be going without tonight. I've been cutting back anyway, I guess. Only problem is, it's been slightly worse than normal today since the dressing's been loose and packing's fallen out.

I know, I know. It's disgusting and unpleasant to read about. Trust me, it's worse if you're sitting on it and writing about it.

Let the holidays begin

Eep. It's half past eleven at night and I haven't done the post for tonight. So, mini-post then.

Today was, as I have mentioned before, the last day of term. This essentially involved hanging around at school, getting on a bus, hanging around in a church (while playing hangman on the programme) and then listening to some hymns, some prayers and something about a box. Okay, so maybe “listening” is a bit of an exaggeration there.

Walked away with some rather neat doodles though, alongside various hangman solutions. These included “The Hound of the Baskervilles” (my friend Joss's), “Remembrance of the Daleks” (mine) and “I have a girlfriend and you do not” (my former friend Sam's). After that everybody eventually got past the crowd and out of the church, some heading home like myself and others to go and get lunch in town. I believe Sam was going to hang around for a first date with the aforementioned girlfriend.*


I just got a message from Jimerson saying “well im off to bed, cya in 10 days”, reminding me that he's heading off to India on a school trip, along with many others. I opted out at the time, partly because of the potential for price and error (they're due to come back the day before Christmas – delays would not be well received, I suspect) but mostly because I just don't like such things. Later needs to get vaccinations and warnings about not touching damned near everything haven't made me regret this decision.

Still, I wish them the best of luck. They may be up early tomorrow, but at least they have the chance to sleep on the plane.

Unlike me, who still has to get up before eight in the morning for the next week at least to head into hospital. As such, I probably ought to head off to bed. Have a nice day.







*Note to self: remember to find out how disastrously wrong this inevitably went.

Near-Midnight Ramblings

Uh-oh. Left the post a bit late again. Well, really late.

So, a mini-post is in order, I think.

Nothing much happening today. Got a couple of Christmas presents from Sam (who was wearing a bow in his hair at the time for some reason; he also wore it to his English class); a Doctor Who DVD and book. I was thinking of getting him something and I guess I probably should now.

That means I need to find something for him and both my cousins still. I'll have to do that over the next couple of days.

Computing today was a lot of fun – all of us have given up hope of getting our projects finished before the end of term so we were a little bit more relaxed than usual. Which is pretty damned relaxed. Our teacher actually yelled “Kaching!” when he managed to beat Sam at something (he thought a function Jimerson was looking for was “Append” but Sam thought it was “Amend”; turned out to be the former).

He also laughed his head off when looking at Sam's iPod Touch. Not because of the music library (which was amusing for different reasons) but because the “desktop” picture that you see when you bring it out of standby was a photo of Sam's new girlfriend in facepaint at the Christmas trade fair. When told this story, she too was fairly embarrassed.

And now I'm telling it to the entire internet. Well, the tiny fraction that reads this blog.


I'm finding it rather hard to believe that the school term ends on Friday... Seems like it was barely a few weeks ago that we first played Street Fighter in the common room. And that means Christmas is right around the corner as well. We've got our tree up now, having built it (it's a fake one, which I hate, but understand the need for) a few days beforehand then run into trouble with the fairy lights.


Tomorrow should be an interesting day. A double period of working on my Physics project in the morning followed by either watching Serenity or helping Sam Potter and Sam Stafford with their respective speeches for the afternoon's interhouse public speaking competition.


And I'll call that it for today. I need to go clear a load of crap of my bed and unpack my bag so that I have enough space to carry home a couple more games consoles tomorrow. I'll also need to bring home a TV. That could be problematic but I'm sure I'll figure something out.


You know, this hasn't really been a mini-post. I'm not too sure what it was really... Meh. I'm sure there's a tag for it somewhere.

Christmas is Coming

Still not much closer to finding Christmas presents for my cousins. Narrowed it down a bit, I suppose, but considering that my sister has managed to acquire what seems to be several dozen presents for her friends in a matter of days, I'm having a surprising amount of trouble choosing something.


I think I've managed to get most of my Maths homework out of the way over the course of the evening. There are still a couple of questions that I'm struggling with but I don't have Maths till Tuesday, so I can take some time tomorrow to ask either my teacher or a classmate for some extra help. Of course, half of them seemed not to know how to do it either, so that's okay then.

I've no idea why I'm finding all this stuff so hard – I look at it and I know that I should be able to do it, I just have trouble concentrating. I'm fairly lazy at the best of times, it just seems worse now. Maybe it's a combination of pressure from other subjects and the approach of the holidays making me want to either focus elsewhere or wind down a bit.

Which reminds me, tomorrow is the first day of the last week of the school term. My school gets early, and long, holidays, partly due to the fact that we don't take bank holidays and the like off during term time and partly just because... well, because it's a private school and there's nothing that says they can't. I guess.

The Christmas service is on Friday morning, after which we break up until sometime in early January. I'm not sure if I'll be able to go or not. The initial concern was that I'd have a hard time sitting on the pews, which aren't exactly designed for luxury, but I reckon I could probably handle them for a couple of hours. I may still have a problem getting from the hospital to school by the time the buses leave for the church, though.

As much as I dislike the long-winded church services and the religious attitude of the school in general, I would quite like to be able to go. It, along with the other term ending ceremonies, always provides a nice way to round things off and start the holidays, in my opinion.

Still, I'll just have to wait and see what happens and how I'm feeling on the day. Until then, provided I can make some progress with both my Advanced Higher projects, the remaining days until the end of term should be fairly relaxed and fun.


I suppose I probably ought to get off to bed now. Top Gear was on late tonight, so Erin and I watched it in my bedrom, and James in his, because our parents wanted to get to bed early because they've both been ill over the weekend. That's kind of thrown off my timing a bit, as has the fact that I was meant to be in bed immediately after it finished. Over an hour ago. Thus, I'm paranoid that every single little creak outside my door is someone coming to yell at me and threaten to switch off my computer because I'm not in bed.

The argument that, technically speaking, they aren't either, probably won't work, so I'm going to very quietly type this last sentence, put this online and then get some sleep.

I'm rather proud of this one

I've been poking around gadget websites and toy magazines all day, trying to find something to get my little cousins for their Christmas. I normally get them something, ever since the year that Hamish, the elder of the two little boys, bought me a notebook and presented it to me as soon as he arrived on Christmas morning. My aunt said I was the only person that he insisted on buying something for.

A few weeks later, I spotted a Gamecube going cheap and, knowing how much he enjoyed playing ours whenever he came over, I bought one, along with a secondhand copy of Mario Kart: Double Dash. Ended up costing me about £40 but the look on his face when he unwrapped it, as well as the way he picked up the box that must have been half his height and ran to tell his mum what big cousin Alasdair had got him, made it worth every penny.

For reasons I am completely at a loss to explain, I'm pretty good with children and, for equally unknown reasons, Hamish and his little brother, Tristan, idolise me. A few weeks ago, my mum somehow ended up speaking to Tristan over the phone and, after he immediately asked if I was there, she told him I was at school but mentioned that I'd be getting him a Christmas present. She said later that she could hear his face light up over the phone.

I would have got them something anyway, but from then on there was no turning back and there had to be no chance of disappointment.

Thus, I return to my original point – I've spent the day idly trawling websites and catalogues trying to locate a gift for each of them. It's been fairly hard, not because they're hard to shop for, but because the kind of gadgetry they'd like, I also like. My Christmas list has doubled in size, probably too late for anything to be done about it.

Other than the stuff I would love to have now, it's amazing how much stuff for them I'd have liked when I was their age. Tristan can't get enough Power Rangers and Hamish loves LEGO; both are big fans of Star Wars, Transformers and anything Doctor Who. With the obvious exception of Torchwood. I don't know if either of them are really big fans of it, but Action Man is still proving as popular as ever, judging from the pages he gets in the Argos Christmas catalogue. Fewer guns and jeeps and more X-Treme!TM sports than I can recall but, hey, welcome to the era of political correctness and sheltering your children.

Come to think of it, the only things on that list that I've “grown out of” are Power Rangers and Action Man. And that's mostly because Power Rangers totally sucked after Billy, the original and greatest ever Blue Ranger, left.

Anyway, I'm slowly narrowing down the list based on what I think they'd really like and what I think I can afford. Thus, despite the sheer awesomeness (and road legal-ness) of the custom-built paintball tank, the fact that it costs £8000 puts it a little outside of my price range. I'll have to figure something out by the end of tomorrow, so that I can get everything ordered with enough time to spare.

Well, that's eleven o'clock now and I have to get up before eight o'clock tomorrow. It doesn't sound so bad, but I'm normally asleep until noon on Sundays and I haven't had a lie-in in... well over a fortnight now. How does the saying go? Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.

I suppose the whole hospital thing is designed to make me healthier and I'm already fairly wise, so all I need is the wealth. Which I intend to squander on paintball tanks and arcade tables, not to mention all kinds of other, smaller things, that I can bring home from the shops on my own personal hovercraft.

Afternoon and night are becoming very similar

It's half past six and it's pitch dark outside. Has been for the last two hours or so. That's December for you, I guess.

It's certainly starting to feel more and more like Christmas. My normal way of judging when the season begins is the first time I come across a Coca-Cola Christmas advert and I heard one on the radio a couple of days ago.

I know it's an unusual way to judge the start of such a well-defined period but it's proven remarkably accurate over the years – particularly as most other companies seem to kick off their Christmas marketing in late January these days.

There is, of course, also the ever reliable advent calendar* for keeping you up to date with the countdown to Christmas but they don't seem to carry enough significance for some reason. Unless they have chocolate in them


Anyway, it's a fair bit later in the night now and I still have some stuff to clear away and pack for school tomorrow, so I'll try to wrap this up pretty quickly, if you don't mind. Well, I'd do it if you did mind anyway, since I don't know who you are (mostly) and thus I don't care about your opinion. Which reminds me, need to get those visitor numbers from Skippy.


While the days are getting shorter and lights that were hung across streets in early November have had their lighting up ceremonies, I haven't quite got into the Christmas spirit entirely yet, despite that distinct sense that it's there around me. I guess I'll relax a little once the holidays arrive and I can stop worrying about various deadlines (several upcoming tests plus my Computing and Physics projects needing to be finished and started respectively before the end of term on the 14th) and start worrying about what presents I'm not going to get.

And that reminds me of something else; I need to check that my mum has ordered that copy of OS X Leopard. She's something of a technophobe who barely understands what it even is let alone trying to order it off the Apple website, so I doubt it.

But you never know. My brother may have helped her or something.


One final point. As much as I dislike writing about (and hearing about and being asked about and, especially, having) this pilonidal sinus thing, I feel I have to mention a couple of things about it. The first is good news and the second is a minor annoyance. The good news is that it seems to be healing nicely, despite the fact that I'll apparently still be needing fresh dressings every other day until the new year. I've at least been able to go through today without taking painkillers. I suspect I'll need them for bed though.

The annoying thing is a sub-annoyance of the whole “having to go into hospital every morning” thing. While it never came up last week, when I went in both today and yesterday, the nurses were under the impression that I was to have a bath before the dressings were changed. I told the one yesterday that I had one at home and I figured that'd be the end of it but no, it happened again this morning. Twice, with two different nurses.

The second part of this is that I've never had the same kind of dressing twice, and half of them have been useless. Either they don't cover enough area or they simply don't stick on and require some emergency use of some old surgical tape that my mum had in a cupboard somewhere.

What I can gather from all this is that, filed somewhere in my local hospital, is a little note that says I need a bath at the hospital, which I don't, but not what kind of dressing I should have on the wound. Not exactly inspiring stuff.


Enough about that now. I still need to do those things I mentioned needing to do a few paragraphs of complaining ago, so I'm gonna go do them and then I'm going to take some painkillers and get to bed.

Have a nice day.






*My current one is a semi-3D sled thing with a cut-out of Santa in the middle. Don't look at me like that.